The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors - No Doubt lyrics
[The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors - No Doubt lyrics]
No question, kid, no doubt, check it
I'ma break it down and let
You know what I'm about
I splatter your brain matter then
Quick draw McGore jawtapper
My lines hit harder than
Pissed off linebackers so, exercize caution
I shatter jaws like porcelain
Fuck around and get your lifespan shortened
'Cause, I'm the ultimate
Evil terrorizing people
I handcuff your neck to an moving vehicle
Then I put your block scene
On-lock like an SWAT team
'Cause, I'm toting 4-pound Glocks
With infrared beams
It seems so stupid that you want to battle us
When we know rhymes like
Einstein knows calculus
So don't be doubting my shit
'cause I'm the Canibus
And I got more lines than a million Kay Swiss
Without a question without a
Shadow of a doubt
I'll kill the last dragon and
Drink the last Dragon Stout
Niggas be running off with the mouth, but
They just cowards afraid of my powers
I make niggas piss in they trousers
No question, kid, no doubt, check it
I'ma break it down and let
You know what I'm about
I walk through the valley of the death
'Cause, I'm living in hell
Like graypon the chief
Plus, I'm quick to bring the pain like meth
And then, when I let my vocal chords expand
Aw damn when I murder tracks to
Label casualties of war
I hit the floor like Thor god
And shakes the Earth's core
Charred, I'm aiming for your dome
So up your guard like credit-card fraud
I leave the economy scarred
'Cause fuck going straight
I make it crooked like extortion
You want to act fool
I'll blow this shit out of proportion
True that, my verbal quality is like that
Forty-eight bit's of that uncensored rap
The type of shit that
Underground niggas live for
The type of shit that blows the
Fucking hinges off the door
So lets go to war, I'm ready for battle
Surrender see I can break it down
From January through December
And I can rhyme, beats with rhymes
Like a blender and flip verses
Like counterfeit legal tenders
So X marks the spot
Give me the signal and I'll bomb it
Niggas come talking shit
But leave the battle catatonic
So proceed with caution
'cause I bring it to your melon
With rhymes undestructible
Like wolverine skeletons
See, this ain't no nickel
And dime game anymore niggas is ants
And ready to bring it to your jaw
No question, kid, no doubt, check it
I'ma break it down and let
You know what I'm about
Who the hell wanna battle
The ill mathematical?
My motherfucking brain is IBM compatible
My techniques Techniques are foreign
Far from the borin' my style is hard like
Castle without McCormick
I run through your crew like the flu
Dog gon it
My style is like AIDS: niggas don't want it
Niggas be fronting like they hard
But, I'm a Street Fighter like Jean
Claude and I'll split your shit, par
Right down the middle then play
You like a fiddle
I got a fetish for titties
I nibble on the nipple
I trespass on your property like Monopoly
Subdue your crew and beat that ass properly
With the burner I murder anything that bleeds
Ambushing niggas from the
Trees like Vietnamese
Wild, always on-point like a projectile
I'm kidnapping niggas like the
Aliens on X-Files
With styles, I got more than you realize
And I'm making niggas with amnesia recognize
That I'm getting first-prize in '95
And I'll smoke a blunt with
Elvis if he's still alive
No question, kid, no doubt, check it
I'ma break it down and let
You know what I'm about
I cock my gat back like a gun
And drink a glass of red
Rum and make your whole crew pause
Like DMC and DJ Run
I rolled up on shawty like a Camaro
And if their friend is with it, no question
I'll get more than them like sparrows
Let me get down for my hometown, New York
No move, making them out to make the
'bakin'' like some pork but, I don't eat it
But if it's needed I'll get weeded
You went against the number one
Competitor and got defeated
But don't get mad 'cause I
Bagged your shawty like Glad
No need to get upset over
Some pussy you never had
I bring it to your chest
And cause cardiac arrest
So caress the finesse 'cause I
Freak it like good sex
I tote mics at my side
'cause it comes in handy
So I can bring it to fake niggas
Who want to be down like Brandy
So what? I come off my
Skull and flip a scripture
And make you jump straight out of
Your seat like something bit ya
No question, kid, no doubt, check it
I'ma break it down and let
You know what I'm about
I'ma break it down and let
You know what I'm about
I splatter your brain matter then
Quick draw McGore jawtapper
My lines hit harder than
Pissed off linebackers so, exercize caution
I shatter jaws like porcelain
Fuck around and get your lifespan shortened
'Cause, I'm the ultimate
Evil terrorizing people
I handcuff your neck to an moving vehicle
Then I put your block scene
On-lock like an SWAT team
'Cause, I'm toting 4-pound Glocks
With infrared beams
It seems so stupid that you want to battle us
When we know rhymes like
Einstein knows calculus
So don't be doubting my shit
'cause I'm the Canibus
And I got more lines than a million Kay Swiss
Without a question without a
Shadow of a doubt
I'll kill the last dragon and
Drink the last Dragon Stout
Niggas be running off with the mouth, but
They just cowards afraid of my powers
I make niggas piss in they trousers
No question, kid, no doubt, check it
I'ma break it down and let
You know what I'm about
I walk through the valley of the death
'Cause, I'm living in hell
Like graypon the chief
Plus, I'm quick to bring the pain like meth
And then, when I let my vocal chords expand
Aw damn when I murder tracks to
Label casualties of war
I hit the floor like Thor god
And shakes the Earth's core
Charred, I'm aiming for your dome
So up your guard like credit-card fraud
I leave the economy scarred
'Cause fuck going straight
I make it crooked like extortion
You want to act fool
I'll blow this shit out of proportion
True that, my verbal quality is like that
Forty-eight bit's of that uncensored rap
The type of shit that
Underground niggas live for
The type of shit that blows the
Fucking hinges off the door
So lets go to war, I'm ready for battle
Surrender see I can break it down
From January through December
And I can rhyme, beats with rhymes
Like a blender and flip verses
Like counterfeit legal tenders
So X marks the spot
Give me the signal and I'll bomb it
Niggas come talking shit
But leave the battle catatonic
So proceed with caution
'cause I bring it to your melon
With rhymes undestructible
Like wolverine skeletons
See, this ain't no nickel
And dime game anymore niggas is ants
And ready to bring it to your jaw
No question, kid, no doubt, check it
I'ma break it down and let
You know what I'm about
Who the hell wanna battle
The ill mathematical?
My motherfucking brain is IBM compatible
My techniques Techniques are foreign
Far from the borin' my style is hard like
Castle without McCormick
I run through your crew like the flu
Dog gon it
My style is like AIDS: niggas don't want it
Niggas be fronting like they hard
But, I'm a Street Fighter like Jean
Claude and I'll split your shit, par
Right down the middle then play
You like a fiddle
I got a fetish for titties
I nibble on the nipple
I trespass on your property like Monopoly
Subdue your crew and beat that ass properly
With the burner I murder anything that bleeds
Ambushing niggas from the
Trees like Vietnamese
Wild, always on-point like a projectile
I'm kidnapping niggas like the
Aliens on X-Files
With styles, I got more than you realize
And I'm making niggas with amnesia recognize
That I'm getting first-prize in '95
And I'll smoke a blunt with
Elvis if he's still alive
No question, kid, no doubt, check it
I'ma break it down and let
You know what I'm about
I cock my gat back like a gun
And drink a glass of red
Rum and make your whole crew pause
Like DMC and DJ Run
I rolled up on shawty like a Camaro
And if their friend is with it, no question
I'll get more than them like sparrows
Let me get down for my hometown, New York
No move, making them out to make the
'bakin'' like some pork but, I don't eat it
But if it's needed I'll get weeded
You went against the number one
Competitor and got defeated
But don't get mad 'cause I
Bagged your shawty like Glad
No need to get upset over
Some pussy you never had
I bring it to your chest
And cause cardiac arrest
So caress the finesse 'cause I
Freak it like good sex
I tote mics at my side
'cause it comes in handy
So I can bring it to fake niggas
Who want to be down like Brandy
So what? I come off my
Skull and flip a scripture
And make you jump straight out of
Your seat like something bit ya
No question, kid, no doubt, check it
I'ma break it down and let
You know what I'm about